Funny that I didn't realize how precious my weekends are until recently. I have so many personal, non-work related stuff that I want to do and hopefully this time it's not just another case of NATO (No action, talk only).
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Occasionally, in life, it takes something, an incident, perhaps an individual experience, to make us realize how significant some things in our lives are to us.
If you're one of those unfortunate ones, you won't until you've lost it.
I thought I've learnt a very important lesson back in 2003. And then I discovered that the truth is that people forget - I feel as if I'm back to my old selfish ways of putting myself first in front of everything else. Again.
When I'm well aware that each & every one of our days on the face of this earth are numbered.
And understand that there's indeed a possibility that a day called 'tomorrow' might never come.
And I've learnt that when a person you care about deeply is gone, it doesn't really matter how much tears you shed afterwards or how many times you place fresh white lilies by his grave because you will never get a chance to tell him again how you really feel.
I know.
Because I've been down that road before.
And yet, at times, I tend to forget & get my priorities all screwed up.
So I have to keep reminding myself over & over again.
I miss you, James.
"As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them." - John F. Kennedy
